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Spreading the Clap throw a’ the Town,
But Fear or Dread i
For that great Kow to Bawd and Lown,
JOHN COWPERV dead
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Shame faw ye’r Chandler Chafts, O Death,
For flapping of J O H N CO WP E K’s Breath ;
The Lofs of him is publick Skaith :
I dare well Jay,
To quat the Grip he was right laith
This many a Day.
Postscript.
OF Umquhile JOHN to lie or bann,
Shaws but iH Will, and looks right fhan,
But fome tell odd Tales of the Man,
For Fifty Head
Can gi’e their Aith they’ve feen him gawn
Since he was dead.
Keek but up throw the Stinking Style,
On Sunday Morning a wee While,
At the Kirk Door out frae an Ille,
It will appear.
But tak good Tent ye dinna file
Tc'r Brecht for Fear.
For well we wat it is his Ghaifl,
Wow, wad fome Fowk that can do’t bed

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